She was like a
broken vase
A mere touch of the
careless grace
Lest should I be of
service
No more than ever
praise
Smoke my cigarette,
hush
Offended and you
blushed
A monster coming
Crushed before the
aiming
Disguised as an evil
But an angel deep
within
Colorless as
transparent
Reduced into
nothingness
Decipher me no more
Games I no longer
care
For it was over
before it got late
we saw it coming in
a speedy rate
Clamped and
tightened
Fixated but loose
Don't you see the
irony
I care but 'twas
before
Show me the ignition
To rekindle the fire
Of this thing called
madness
In this frost of
speechlessness
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